★★

“glitters with disco sparkle but dig a little deeper and it loses its shine”

KC and the Sunshine Band shaped the sound of the 70s, so it was only a matter of time before their iconic repertoire became a musical. Though like the plot of ‘Get Down Tonight’, this musical needs some help finding its groove.

Disco dancers burst onto the stage as a man in a glittery jumpsuit busts out ‘Keep It Comin’ Love’ on a keyboard. This is ‘Harry’ (KC and the Sunshine Band frontman, Harry Wayne Casey) who welcomes the audience to the story of his life – except he needs a little help making it a musical. Enter Dee and other friends who keep his tale on track despite constant interruptions, charting a life filled with love and revealing a little more about this famously enigmatic man.

Written by J. F. Lawton, the text needs work. The first half is stuffed with narrative devices that don’t advance the plot: Dee’s persistent meta-commentary on structuring a musical stalls character development, reading more like a lesson than witty critique; an ominous voice interrupts without purpose, lacking a big reveal. Key plot points are glossed over, such as Harry’s progress from recording studio stock handler to international star – we segue mid-song which I find particularly confusing. Others feel underdeveloped, such as Orly disappearing before returning in the finale, and Dee hurriedly explaining the tragic reason she won’t attend their 10-year anniversary. It aims to be a tight one-act piece, but the second half needs fleshing out; currently we end on some slightly clumsy exposition followed by a megamix which doesn’t quite rescue things. There are some beautiful moments, such as Harry and Gina’s heart wrenching rendition of ‘When You’re Alone Tonight’, but the overall impression is uneven.

Harry Wayne Casey’s iconic hits still shine, cleverly remixed to serve the story by providing both upbeat and introspective moments. That said, some are loosely woven in, such as Gina’s first song, ‘Give It Up’, and others feel confusing, such as the aforementioned ‘Please Don’t Go/I Never Thought I’d Love Again’ transition to stardom. Though happily, Casey’s score never strays too far from a hit.

Lisa Stevens’ direction and choreography bring out a lot of sparkle, unleashing an energetic cast that channels 60s and 70s soul. The liberal use of dance breathes life into the show, with high-energy choreography stealing the spotlight at times. More could be done with some moments, such as the prominently featured keys on wheels lacking an impactful reappearance; ‘Who Do You Love’ could be even more heightened, though I enjoy Gina pulling the plug.

Bretta Gerecke’s set design layers levels and can conjure locations with a single standout piece. Tom Rogers’ costumes dazzle with flirty flair, mixing hippy chic with disco glitz and even blowing Bob Mackie a kiss. Jai Morjaria’s lighting design is stunning, throwing bursts of dazzling colour in amongst iconic spotlight moments, glowing records and starry night skies. Chris Whybrow’s sound design keeps that funky horn playing but suffers from fuzzy mics and the beat dropping out at one point.

The tight-knit cast tries their hardest to bring some depth to their rather thin characters. The four leads, Ross Harmon (Harry), Adam Taylor (Orly), Annabelle Terry (Gina) and Paige Fenlon (Dee) all have cracking voices, especially Fenlon’s high belt which she sadly doesn’t get to use that often. Taylor’s Orly oozes charisma, causing a palpable spike in energy even if his accent goes off-piste. Terry’s Gina gives us naïve girl next door and heartbroken hopeful. Harmon’s Harry is charming while conveying inner conflict but, like the rest of the characters, could do with more to work with.

‘Get Down Tonight’ glitters with disco sparkle but dig a little deeper and it loses its shine. The music draws you in, but the writing pulls you out. Still, fans will enjoy the hits and a rare peek into Harry Wayne Casey’s inner world.

SHUCKED

Regent’s Park Open Air Theatre

★★★★★

“The fun factor is dolloped on as thick as melted butter on crispy corn on the cob”

You can imagine exactly whereabouts in the United States Cob County (the fictional location for the musical comedy “Shucked”) would lie. Somewhere on the border of Arkansas and Oklahoma, where the corn is as high as an elephant’s eye, and the town-folk, dressed like raggedy scarecrows, can’t see beyond the wall of maize that shields the outside world. ‘People don’t leave Cob County’, we are told. Well, hey, if I found myself there, I’d never want to leave either judging by the sheer joy even just two hours in their company can give.

Regents Park Open Air Theatre is the perfect backdrop for this real gem of a musical. A score of catchy tunes; a Prairie-sized dose of charm and compassion; a wagonload of amazeballs song and dance and the corniest jokes you dare to imagine, all roll into town, via Broadway, to give us a night we’re going to remember for quite some time. Robert Horn’s book openly celebrates its own richly flavoured cheesiness by packing it full of puns and punchlines, while Brandy Clark and Shane McAnally’s country-tinged music and lyrics keeps the smile firmly on our faces with their mix of foot-tapping, bluesy reels and soul-stirring ballads. This formula really shouldn’t work. The story is preposterous, the final message unbelievably schmaltzy and some of the jokes as old as the American Outback; yet we are ‘shucked’ into loving it (a hasty qualification needed here – some of the one-liners are, in fact, surprisingly audacious and shockingly risqué, and would mercifully go over the heads of the younger members of the audience).

We are introduced to the Midwestern community by way of Storyteller One and Storyteller Two; Monique Ashe-Palmer and Steven Webb respectively – a joyous pair whose comic timing and flair keep the narrative in check with a rancher’s whip-cracking skill. At the heart of the story is Maizy (Sophie McShera) whose wedding vows to Beau (Ben Joyce) are interrupted by the corn crop suddenly and mysteriously dying. An unsolved mystery – which, in fact, is just a mystery – Webb tells us. Maizy dares to venture beyond the county limits in order to find a solution to the crop failure. She winds up in Tampa, an exaggerated, greeting-card-type metropolis where she meets grifter Gordy (Matthew Seadon-Young), a corn doctor (of course). Gordy is in debt to some not-so-gangsterish gangsters, and he sees in Maizy an opportunity to do some good ole shucking and shake off his creditors. Maizy, on the rebound from breaking off with Beau, is lovestruck, and the two of them head back to Cob County. What follows is a messy mix of misdirected romance, deception, and a full-on, heart-on-sleeve parable about the strength of community, family and belonging, and the triumph of good over bad.

To put it simply, the cast is outstanding. McShera’s Maizy has a real sense of the comedy but layers it with a steely tenderness that refuses to suffer fools. And a voice to match. Joyce’s literal-minded Beau is a delight, seeing the world in black and white but colouring it in with splashes of charisma and slapstick empathy. And a voice to match. His side kick and brother, Peanut – played by the terrific Keith Ramsay – has the burden of the corny jokes but he carries them all with an ease, delivering them with a deadpan hilarity. Meanwhile, Maizy’s cousin, the whisky-brewing, sassy Lulu is a tour de force of a performance in the hands of Georgina Onuorah. And a voice to match (have I said that?). In fact, Onuorah’s voice soars above all else. Seadon-Young is slick as oil as the slippery Gordy wishing he was better at being bad, though his performance couldn’t be better if he tried. Director Jack O’Brien brings out the best in all of them, including the ensemble – highlighting Sarah O’Gleby’s inventive choreography which occasionally verges on the acrobatic – and some perilous use of barrels and planks.

The music worms its way into our ears and takes root. At once familiar in its mix of pop, musical theatre, country and some serious balladeering; but unique enough to sound fresh and lyrically holding its own against the onslaught of wordplay in the book. From the rousing opening number ‘Corn’, through the obligatory ballads (mostly given to McShera); Seadon-Young’s bluesy ‘Bad’ and Onuorah’s showstopping ‘Independently Owned’, the numbers are a delight. This isn’t high art, but the spirit (and the corn) is sky high. An elephant’s eye wouldn’t come close. The fun factor is dolloped on as thick as melted butter on crispy corn on the cob. If it’s possible, this musical is tastier even. Sweeter, cheesier and packed with joy. One taste and you’ll be wanting to go back for more.

GET DOWN TONIGHT

Charing Cross Theatre

★★

“glitters with disco sparkle but dig a little deeper and it loses its shine”

GET DOWN TONIGHT

Charing Cross Theatre

Reviewed on 30th September 2025

by Hannah Bothelton

Photography by Danny Kaan

Previously reviewed at this venue:

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SHUCKED

Regent’s Park Open Air Theatre

★★★★★

“The fun factor is dolloped on as thick as melted butter on crispy corn on the cob”

SHUCKED

Regent’s Park Open Air Theatre

Reviewed on 20th May 2025

by Jonathan Evans

Photography by Pamela Raith

Previously reviewed at this venue:

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